I’ve always liked Turin:  a city of grand baroque churches, gloomy nineteenth-century arcades and overpriced cafés.   It’s a hard working city, full of men in well cut tweed sits, where Nietzsche wrote five books in the space of a year (see Lesley Chamberlain, Nietzsche in Turin). Here are some of the things we saw and enjoyed on a day pottering round the centre.

The brickwork of the Palazzo Carignano:

The Galleria dell’Industrial Subalpina:

Lunch at Baratti & Milano:

The dome of Guarini’s San Lorenzo:

Bellotto’s view of Turin as it was in the eighteenth century:

And the bust of Nietzsche: